Title: Melting
Author: Talli , Official Writer
Rating: R/NC-17
Fandom: Infinite
Pairing: Myungsoo(L)/Sungjong
Word Count: fb
Summary: Myungsoo is melting, but what happens when the ice prince becomes warm?
Notes: So yeah... I like Myungjong. I call him Myungsoo most of the time in the fic not L. But they are interchangeable
Myungsoo was pacing, he needed this to end. He needed to be left alone, he could feel himself melting, feeling someone work their way into his heart. He didn’t want to give his heart away, he was cold for protection, to protect himself, to protect others. He shook his head, the door creaked and Myungsoo threw himself onto the sofa to pretend that he wasn’t pacing. He could show no sign of letting up. He lazily lifted his head, as if to pretend that he’d been sleeping. He looked up and saw Sungjong. Out of all the people who could have walked in, it had to be the one who was slowly torturing him. Slowly peeling back his defences. He looked up at Sungjong, knowing never to make the first step to conversing with the younger. ‘Hyung’ Sungjong sat down next to him ‘It’s just us tonight, Gyu hyung and the others are all going out because they’re 20.’ Sungjong pouted. Myungsoo shrugged, he got up. ‘Hyung wait where are you going? We can hang out’ Sungjong stood up looking at Myungsoo, holding onto the elders left hand with both of his hands. Myungsoo looked at Sungjong, and pulled his hand away. Sungjong just looked at Myungsoo. Myungsoo saw the look in Sungjong’s eyes, the look of hurt and he didn’t know if Sungjong was going to cry or throw a tantrum, so he did what he perceived to be the right thing and stormed off, slamming his door.
Sungjong sat down on the sofa and started to cry, trying to stop himself. He wiped his eyes and got up. He tried his voice to check that Myungsoo wouldn’t be able to hear the crying in his voice. ‘Myungsoo’ L was sitting against the door, he could hear the tears, he could he how upset Sungjong was. ‘I’m going to order pizza, are you gonna eat with me? I’ve ordered your favourite.’ Sungjong was begging for attention, Myungsoo just hit his head back against the door, he really didn’t want to deal with this today. Well, to be honest he never wanted to deal with it, he wanted Sungjong to just disappear, and to give up on him. Myungsoo did not want his defences to be broken, he needed to keep pushing Sungjong away – hoping he’d get the message. Sungjong did get the message. ‘Fine’ he huffed. ‘Don’t eat and die in there.’ Sungjong kicked the door and walked back into the lounge. To text Sungyeol, asking for advice. He smiled upon receiving advice that L would come out when he smelt the pizza and they’d get to talk. The pizza arrived and Sungjong stood outside L’s room wafting the smell at the door, then placed both pizzas on the table, and as if by magic Myungsoo emerged from his room. He had changed as was dressed very simply. Sungjong couldn’t help but look at him.
‘How did you know my favourite?’ Myungsoo questioned. Sungjong opened his mouth to speak but Myungsoo got there first ‘Wait, I don’t care’ he lied. He needed to make sure this conversation couldn’t include a confession from the maknae. Myungsoo didn’t know if his defences would stay raised if the younger did that. L was fully aware of Sungjong’s affection for him and he knew it wasn’t only platonic. He also knew how he felt, he knew that he reciprocated everything Sungjong felt. Sungyeol had told him everything about Sungjong’s feelings as Sungjong had been telling him, well they did share a room. Not that sharing a room meant you were going to spill all your secrets. Myungsoo would never tell Dongwoo his inward struggle to fight his feelings towards the maknae. Myungsoo ate in silence trying to avoid looking across at the younger in the hope that no conversation would be started, once the meal was over he quickly got up and went to his room. Myungsoo lay on his bed knowing that Sungjong wouldn’t follow him. He ran his hands through his hair, thinking about Sungjong, before he knew it he was hard, he closed his eyes ‘fuck’ he whispered. Knowing it wasn’t safe to run into the bathroom, he moved slightly on his bed, pushing his jeans and boxers down, he took his own member in his hand and began pumping it. He closed his eyes, imagining that it was Sungjong doing it to him and not himself. ‘S-Sungjong,’ he moaned out pumping faster. He called out Sungjong’s name again as he came into his hand, breathing hard. He opened his eyes to see the maknae just standing there in shock. ‘I-I can explain’ Myungsoo said quickly, pulling his trousers up. ‘Wait don’t you knock.’ He looked at the maknae.
‘Y-You called me’ Sungjong said quickly, blushing, Myungsoo had called him and then he’d stood there watching him climax. Sungjong walked over to the older. Then knelt, a knee either side of Myungsoo’s waist, he moved and kissed the older. Myungsoo was taken aback by the forwardness of the younger but closed his eyes kissing him back too. Sungjong pulled himself closer to Myungsoo his already hard member pressing into Myungsoo’s stomach. ‘Watching you was too hot’ Sungjong whispered, getting off L briefly to take his own clothes off before slowly lowering himself onto L’s member. Sungjong gripped L’s shirt as it was hurting him but he wanted to carry on. Myungsoo closed his eyes, Sungjong was tight, he knew that Sungjong was going to be in pain, but from where he was he wasn’t in control. Sungjong let out a whimper as he slowly moved up and then back down on Myungsoo, who was holding Sungjong’s hips and leaning against the wall. He was thankful that he was because he was pressed hard against the wall the pleasure getting higher as Sungjong sped up. ‘shirt, off’ Sungjong breathed hard as he moved faster, Myungsoo closing his eyes in pleasure he moaned Sungjong’s name, taking his shirt off, to feel Sungjong’s hands pressing onto his chest, exploring his abs. Sungjong abruptly came onto both chests, collapsing onto L, who moved Sungjong onto his back and continued to thrust into him. Sungjong worn out after he orgasm tried to push back onto the older. Myungsoo came after a few more thrusts, then kissed the younger. ‘you-you liked me all along?’ Sungjong whispered. Myungsoo nodded, pulling out of the younger and lying next to him. They both fell asleep.
They both woke up a couple of hours later. ‘We need to shower before the others get back.’ Myungsoo stated, this was a one off thing and it would never happen again, no matter how good Sungjong was, no matter how good that felt, Myungsoo needed to push him away. Myungsoo got up and walked into the bathroom, leaving a confused Sungjong in his bed, how can Myungsoo have sex with him and then be so cold. Sungjong tried not to tear up, knowing that it was Myungsoo’s personality and it probably couldn’t be helped. He heard the shower stop and Myungsoo walked back in ‘Go shower ‘ he said in a cold manner. Sungjong was shocked he got up and ran to the shower. L sat down on the floor, and picked up his and Sungjong’s clothes moving them into the washing pile along with his bedding. Sungjong came out of the shower and went straight to his room ignoring the older. Myungsoo knocked on the door. ‘Jongie...’ he called ‘did I hurt you? I know it was your first time’ He heard nothing, ‘If you aren’t hurt why are you struggling to walk’ Sungjong shouted at him to go away. ‘I’m coming in.’ Myungsoo walked in to find Sungjong laying on the floor. Sungjong looked at L and then rolled onto his back.
‘It doesn’t hurt.’ Sungjong smiled. ‘You hurt me’ he pointed to his heart ‘here’. Myungsoo gulped, ‘Yah! Kim Myungsoo you can’t just have sex with me and then be like this’ Sungjong raised his voice. Myungsoo sighed, lying next to Sungjong, holding him tightly. Sungjong gently kissed Myungsoo. ‘So don’t mess me around Kim Myungsoo’ Myungsoo just lay there holding Sungjong until he fell asleep. Sunggyu walked into the room and saw them. He smiled shaking Myungsoo awake gently and stroking Sungjong’s hair. L did what he did best. He ran.
